When I think about a risk, I think of dangerous territory. Risky, will it be good or bad?
I guess the biggest risk I would take is writing and finishing my book and putting it out there for everyone to read, interpret their own meaning or conclusion. It’s risky because it’s a story of my life, my addiction and my recovery. It’s not just about me, it’s about my parents etc.
On the other hand of a risk there’s a rewarding risk, a good risk, and that would be that I could potentially help people by sharing my story that recovery is possible for everyone, no one is special, we all have it in us we just need to ask for help.
Why I haven’t done it? One word. FEAR.
